come kiss me

Chapter 146
"Fei Tailang has broken through my cognition, it's so advanced, it's so advanced. 』

"Otherwise, why do you think we call her Fei Da/Tan Shou"

"I feel that she writes obscure and difficult myths very naturally. No wonder Mr. Du recommends her so much. This can be used as a textbook for popularizing ancient myths. After reading it once, I can actually remember all the myths that are inconsistent in recording logic. I want to go out and brag. 』

"It's outrageous... It really is Zhihua's person, but he doesn't take the usual way. 』

Some people would say that because some time ago, Zhihua had a boy who wanted to save some living expenses, and used his vacation to participate in an audition.

As a result, the fault made its debut at position C, and it soared to the top at the end of the year.

Just say it's outrageous?People in Zhihua always follow this path. If you don’t sing, you will become a blockbuster. Before that, everyone thought that Fei Tailang was a romance writer, but they didn’t expect her writing style to be so serious, making people want to slap her. kneel.

Since they are so serious, why did they read the news about "a well-known beautiful writer kissing a man on the street"

"Fei Tailang Cursing Collection"

"Writing is like a father, and the elders should be kind." 』

They thought that this was Fei Tailang's style of painting, but now, everyone was shocked that Fei Tailang's style of painting was actually like this.Not to mention shocking.

No wonder she used classical Chinese to swear. She used to think it was pretending to be coercive, but now she realized that it was because she was so awesome. When she got to the point where she swears casually, it was just an article.

What's more, the name Fei Tailang doesn't sound very serious, so that everyone thinks that her painting style is not very serious romance writer.

Now it seems that it was a big mistake.

From another point of view, isn't this just a hobby of celebrities?Just like Qi Baishi entertaining guests with moldy mooncakes and Zhang Taiyan not changing his clothes, a powerful person always has his own temper and likes to do chores all the time.

Instead, it became a personal characteristic.

When Fei Tailang did that before, everyone thought she was a little white essay writer who liked to hype, but it turned out that she was a ghost.

She didn't say, who knew that she had won such an amazing award, and she was the youngest winner.

She didn't mention anything that was really worth bragging about. Instead, she kept mentioning the romance novel she had written, and it was even said that it was her own personal love experience... Seriously?
This world is too magical.

The new fan of the book really wanted to shake her wildly, asking her if she knew what she should really brag about?
Moreover, the stories and small theaters posted on her Weibo are not very serious, and they thought that her main text was also in this style.

But I didn't expect that there were cookies in the story, and when the book was opened, the eunuch strangled the princess. The writing was sharp, gorgeous and corrupt, making one's scalp tingle.

It is written about the dynasty when eunuchs were in power.

Crowd: ?
How is this different from what you said?The promised invincible sweet cookies!

And this book is the award-winning work of Ding Feisi, and the text part is fully worthy of the praise of the pen force.But the extra episode can only be read as a sweet story.

Could it be that Fei Da herself doesn't like to write serious historical literature, but she likes to write about cookies?

Just like a big star wants to be an Internet celebrity?
What kind of habit is this? Fei Da, you are the youngest up-and-comer, you want to win a literary award, you can't indulge yourself like this!
During this time, Ding Feisi himself saw the messages to her, all of which reminded her to keep her style of painting and stop writing romance.

But during the time before, everyone asked her to write more romance, but now she is actually told not to write romance, and she even heard a bit of hatred from these words.

How come there is a feeling that they are all mother fans?
There were also people who offered rewards frantically, and the reward message was to make her quickly leave the Yunsheng romance area.

Ding Feisi: "?"

Even Yunsheng History Zone emptied the resources ahead of time, and the editor frantically knocked her up and asked her if she could open the book.

This is outrageous, she hasn't said which area to write about yet.

Ding Feisi had just finished writing a book, and planned to rest before continuing, but everyone's expectations were too high, which made her feel a little uncomfortable being scratched on the back of her neck.

There are so many gods in Yunsheng, she actually has the opportunity to be number one on the daily sales list, and it is still without deliberate operation.

At the same time, not only was she number one in the daily rankings in the romance area, but she was also number one in the overall rankings. Although the gap with the second place was not that big, but with her 20-word novel "Killing the Gods", her sales volume could be as high as several million It is enough to prove how much she reads.Although it is not possible to climb to the top every day, being able to climb for a few days shows that the killing of gods is coming.

Yunsheng's first-line staff noticed the extremely high enthusiasm for killing the gods, while the second-line staff were so envious of Ding Feisi's overnight appearance on the list that their eyes turned green. It would be great if they were recommended by Mr. Du.

Ding Feisi's career was in full swing, but at the same time, Chu Yan was not feeling well. The servant asked Miss Yan why are you standing here, and Yang Yaotian and Yang Bulong looked over.

Yang Yaotian suddenly realized that Chu Yan had heard what he said just now.

Yang Bulong smiled gently,
"Xiao Yan, we are talking about your sister."

Yang Yaotian thought that Chu Yan was standing there because he wanted to hear about Ding Feisi's recent situation.

After all, although the two sisters had fought and fought, but after all, blood is thicker than water, so it is not surprising that Chu Yan would want to know about Faith.

But Chu Yan just smiled politely at Yang Bulong, "You guys talk, uncle, I won't bother you anymore."

Chu Yan returned to her room, but her complexion sank.

Rather than saying she hated Ding Feisi, it was better to say she hated Yang Yaotian.

Ding Faith has nothing to hate, only this biological father is worthy of her hatred.

Eager for quick success and quick profit, with a villainous face, Ding Feisi is just his niece, and she is still a person who has met with only a handful of times. Now that Ding Feisi is young and promising, he can also pretend to be kind.

And what about her?
Did he care about what kind of life she lived?
A despicable person who always only cares about himself, how can such a person be worthy of being a father.

Compared with his wife and son, Yang Yaotian himself is even more disgusting.

He was the only one who made a mistake. He wanted to cheat, but he couldn't take responsibility. His mother ran away from home for him, but he was still enjoying himself in his own family, regardless of her mother's life or death.

The older he got, the stronger his desire to take revenge on Yang Yaotian.

But in the Yang family, she was isolated and helpless, and she didn't know who to turn to for help.

Why should Sangzi's four brothers not be close to her, unlike Ding Feisi, she has close brothers and uncles who can protect her.Even at the dinner table, when grandma mentioned Ding Feisi, third uncle and Yang Zi would still speak for Ding Feisi.

However, if grandma is talking about her, I am afraid no one will make a sound.

It would be great if she could have the same background as Ding Feisi.

For the first time, Chu Yan felt envious of Ding Feisi.

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Although because of Mr. Du, the sales volume of Killing God has increased, and everyone's evaluation is also good, but Ding Feisi is still very clear that there is a big distance between himself and the front line.

No one in the front line has won several awards, and the public actually praises her too much.

Ding Feisi had just finished talking about God Killing Publishing and was walking back when a black SUV slowly stopped in front of her. Ding Feisi felt that something was wrong and wanted to run away, but the bodyguard quickly restrained her, Zhu Xianxiong An old voice came from the car,
"Miss Ding, I just want to talk to you."

The window rolled down.

Being restrained, Ding Feisi naturally said indifferently,

"I don't have much to talk to you about."

Zhu Xianxiong waved his hand to let the bodyguard release her, his old eyes sized her up, his face was wrinkled, and there was no kindness in his tone,
"Do you know why your mother didn't marry Zhu Ye's father back then?"

Ding Feisi looked at Zhu Xianxiong indifferently. She knew it, but she pursed her lips tightly and did not answer.

My mother said that when she was about to get married, she felt that in Zhu Jinhua's eyes, she was not that important, so she decided not to get married.

This is normal, and anyone who realizes this before they get married can hardly pretend nothing happened.Is this worth wishing Xianxiong to make a fuss about?

Zhu Xianxiong's eyes pierced through the air, nailing people in place like nails,
"I don't know what your mother told you, but in fact, they didn't get married because of Zhu Ye."

Ding Feisi frowned incomprehensibly.

Zhu Xianxiong looked at her blank eyes, but mercifully asked the secretary to hand her a document.

Ten months before Zhu Ye was born, Zhu Jinhua and Fei Xiu were getting married.

But Zhu Ye appeared.

From Zhu Ye's birth report forward, the reason for Fei Xiu and Zhu Jinhua's breakup is self-evident.

Zhu Ye is an illegitimate child, the product of Zhu Jinhua's derailment.

Ding Feisi's fingertips were slightly cooled by the wind, and suddenly remembered that Zhu Ye had told her that he was an illegitimate child for several years.

The cold wind made the papers in her hands rustle. Ding Feisi stood in the cold wind, with the loose belt of her coat fluttering. She stood motionless and read the document.

She calmly stuffed the document back into the secretary's hand, straightened her back in the cold wind, without any timidity, and said calmly,
"Mister Zhu, I'm done."

Zhu Xianxiong just smiled and told the driver to drive.

As soon as Zhu Xianxiong's car left, Ding Feisi clenched the hand holding the bag belt tightly, as if trying to suppress his anger forcibly, his slender fingers had distinct knuckles and bulging veins.

A cloud of unknown origin surged up in her heart, pushing up against her stomach, making her feel nauseous.

She held on to the railing, trying to suppress the nausea.

I don't know whether it is disgusting Zhu Jinhua or disgusting Zhu Xianxiong.

Or maybe she felt that Zhu Ye's background made her angry and nauseated.

Without the intervention of Zhu Ye's mother, her mother would have successfully married more than 20 years ago, but Zhu Ye's appearance interrupted all this.

Her mother lied to her that it was because she felt that Zhu Jinhua didn't care about her, so she didn't get married back then.

Ding Feisi's shattered hair was slightly messed up by the wind, and the tips of the hair fluttered in the air, his thin shoulders slumped, and his curved eyebrows were tightly frowned.

Why can she bear Zhu Jinhua treating her like this?
Did Zhu Ye also know that she was the only one kept in the dark like a fool from the beginning to the end.

She is also called Brother Zhu Ye, so one can imagine how disgusted her mother would be when she heard that, but her mother never said anything about her.

Ding Feisi's stomach was churning, she tried hard to press the empty stomach tightly, and clenched the railing by her hand.

When I got home, I locked myself in the room, exhausted all my strength, and sat behind the door.

She picked up the phone and clicked on Zhu Ye's dialog box, but she just watched without typing a word.

It was a long time, and it passed little by little until evening, when she knew that it was time for Zhu Ye to come back.

Hearing the sound of electronic unlocking outside, she remained motionless.

With the sound of light footsteps, she knew that Zhu Ye was coming here, but she didn't want to move.

Zhu Ye knocked on the door with a low voice,
"Are you in there?"

Ding Feisi did not answer, and when he spoke, it became more difficult for her to breathe, like a drowning person.

Zhu Ye didn't hear the answer, and subconsciously put his hand on the doorknob to open the door.

Ding Feisi suddenly said,
"Don't come in."

Her voice was soft but cold.

Zhu Ye frowned slightly and didn't knock on the door again.

Dante Firth's cell phone rang faintly.

Zhu Ye's message was displayed on the screen saver,
"Are you sure you don't?"

Ding Feisi did not return.

Zhu Ye: "I brought a puppy back."

Ding Feisi didn't reply, she pressed the power off button for a long time, and the sound of power off came to Zhu Ye's ears through the door.

A little milk dog was circling around Zhuye blankly, panting with its strawberry-red tongue sticking out, and wagging its tail, as if wondering why its master ignored it.

Zhu Ye's long eyelashes drooped down, covering the slight depression in his eyes. He bent down and reached out to the little milk dog.

The little milk dog shook its buttocks and walked towards Zhu Ye, Zhu Ye picked it up, his tone was light, his clear voice came through the door,
"Mom ignores you, let's go somewhere else."

Faint, careless, the voice is so calm that it doesn't seem like teasing a puppy, like a scumbag telling a woman if you have had enough trouble.

Without any patience, without emotional ups and downs, as if she doesn't care about you anymore.

In fact, he has always talked like this, but at this moment his voice came through the door, but it made Ding Feisi feel like he missed his foot, and his heart sank. He didn't care what happened to her. .

Ding Feisi leaned his back against the door and relieved himself.

After a while, there were dogs barking and cats barking outside at the same time, as if a fight had started.

Ding Feisi didn't want to care about it at first, but the screaming never stopped, and even became more and more violent. She got up and opened the door to stop it.

As soon as she opened the door, Wangcai ran over grabbing the floor and scratched her trousers with his claws.

Zhu Ye stood quietly in front of her, looking down at her, staring at her with deep eyes, sucking people's eyes like obsidian.

Ding Feisi glanced at him, and the indescribable awkwardness began to surge again. What Zhu Xianxiong said, at this moment, it was difficult for her to face Zhu Ye.

An illegitimate child who hinders the mother's happiness.

Why is it Zhu Ye?

Even Ding Feisi found it ridiculous, it was too dramatic, this inexplicable relationship made her want to slap herself soberly.

Zhu Xianxiong said that he wanted her to be like this, he just wanted to alienate her, why did he still fall into the trap when he knew it.

But from her mother's point of view, she couldn't forgive Zhu Ye.As a child, she couldn't be so magnanimous.

This is Zhu Xianxiong's conspiracy. He knew his intentions clearly, but he couldn't help being entangled in what he said.

Zhu Ye didn't say a word, he took two steps forward and hugged her directly.The tall figure enveloped her, completely enveloping her.

The skin-to-skin contact made Ding Feisi feel unbelievably disgusted.Ding Fei tried to break free, but Zhu Ye hugged her tightly, not letting her move.

Ding Feisi broke free and slapped Zhu Ye with his backhand.

A crisp slap sounded, and Ding Feisi withdrew his hand in astonishment. He didn't expect that he actually slapped Zhu Ye.

Zhu Ye's face was slightly turned away by her, and a light red palm print was branded on his smoky white handsome face.

Zhu Ye's slender fingers pressed against the side of the face being beaten, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes stared at Ding Feisi with low pressure, but he was not angry, but said in a deep voice,
"reason."

Ding Feisi straightened his back, his face was pale, but his complexion was as fragile and pale as a piece of paper.

She didn't know what to say.

Said he owed her?

Zhu Ye's slender fingers pinched her chin, and said coldly,

"say."

Ding Feisi was forced to look up and meet his gaze.

In the past, maybe she had already started to look at him and shed tears for him.Maybe you have to show weakness to him and act like a baby to him.

Dante Firth just didn't want to talk to him.

There was a certain moment of disgust, and she just felt that she didn't want to pay attention to the other party.

When she was in school, she also hated a classmate. She would not express her disgust towards that person, but completely regarded the other party as non-existent, only as if the other party was air, and she didn't want to talk about it.

Ding Feisi was forced to look up at Zhu Ye, his deep eyes were heavily suppressed, but she turned her eyes away and ignored him.

Zhu Ye turned her face away and forced her to look at him. He thought she was just unhappy, but the slap she slapped him meant that things were not that simple.

He was forcing her to speak now.

Ding Feisi looked at him, his eyes were red and he said word by word,

"Zhu Jinhua is a villain, and your family is a villain."

When she said this, her voice trembled slightly.

It was her instinct that made her reluctant to say such harsh words to Zhu Ye.

Zhu Ye frowned, but suddenly leaned over and hugged her horizontally. Ding Feisi was held in his strong arms. For the first time, he felt that Zhu Ye's hugging her made her suffer, and he wanted to rely on her but dared not.

Zhu Ye put her on the sofa, and he knelt down on one leg to see her.

A pair of phoenix pupils as deep as glazed eyes suddenly met hers, and she was still moved for a moment.

Zhu Ye stared at her and whispered,
"Ding Feisi, if there is any problem, we should solve it together."

Ding Feisi had a sore nose, and a line of clear tears flowed down her jade-white cheeks.But suddenly she put her arms around his neck and hugged him.

The warmth and sense of security in Zhu Ye's arms temporarily silenced the anger and disgust she wanted to express.

But she didn't want to talk either, she just wanted to hold him tightly at this moment.

Maybe when he opened his mouth, she still wanted to take his anger out on him, and she still hated his existence.

Ding Feisi didn't speak, and Zhu Ye was also silent, but let her hug him without speaking.

Xiao Bianmu and Wangcai, who were still arguing just now, died down.

Wangcai pressed the little Bianmu to lick its fur, but the little Bianmu was dumbfounded, but let Wangcai lick it.

(End of this chapter)